Connections

Connections

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Saturday


I got to stay home today... but may have to head out .. I'm trying to extract myself from this strong desire to stay in bed all day. I don't want to go anywhere, today maybe I just need to sleep. I had a good time yesterday with my best friend and her husband but today I just want to stay home. Some days I just want to hide and other days I'm sad because I think no one even knows I'm here. I don't know that it can be both ways. Sometimes I just get to feeling so lonely yet I don't want to be around people .. Its a feeling of contrasts. Kind of like beauty in broken. Doesn't make sense but I love the broken glass photos that I've taken. I want to look at them or do something with them. They move me .. moving is good.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Wednesday



Somewhere between daylight and night air my body succumbed to the virus that was apparently lurking inside my body. I've never been sick as much as I have these past several months. My head hurts and I can't even decide what to do next except perhaps the next thing is going to be sleep. My body hurts, my ears feel funny and my nose is all stuffed up .. aaaaaaccccck!! So life happens and the worst part of it is I don't feel like creating anything, except maybe these words.




I added some more pictures, maybe the words don't flow like they did before. The photos I think speak for me. They have their own meaning.


Monday, May 3, 2010

Monday Monday


Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how could you leave and not take me.

And so it begins again another week. What will I do to fill the time this week. Tomorrow I will be gone all day and it feels like such an interuption to my week. Sometimes I just want to stay home all week and never go anywhere. And then I remember I can plan to do things and really try to get somewhere. I make things happen if I plan. Then I get distracted or tired or something.
Why am I here?
Sometimes I forget.
I'm going to go outside and shoot broken glass in the rain. Sounds funny doesn't it? I added another photo of broken glass today. I love the texture.